Hopelessly Hopeful

Attempted to narrate spoken word poetry for the first time ever. Looking forward to brickbats and bouquets. *Sarcasm alert*  The poem is a treatise based on generic human behaviour. Written & Narrated by Asha Dey

Your questions remain unanswered As the debate is dead Your words are unpolished As the finesse is gone Your eyes refuse to see As the truth is no longer blunt Your speech is unfinished As the rebel has lost the cause   Your spark doesn't brighten the world As the will is in slumber Your fight for your causes waned As the naivety got crushed Your love is within bounds As the soul has lost its friend Your laughter always has a reason As no one dares to say what they want to say   At times the self rebels Rears its head To tell you That It is there As is Buried somewhere Under the pile of words Which were once spoken Once heard   Now There is only silence.

No matter what you do, you will end up making mistakes, sometimes grievous. Simply because of the fact that you are human. Your desires, ego, flaws, emotions et al often create a concoction that is dangerously lopsided. It robs you of your logic, and you end up doing exactly what you were avoiding to do for so long.  You falter, and as you falter, you keep falling into the endless rabbit hole. Unlike Alice, you refuse to explore the world you were thrown into. You just keep your eyes shut and shroud yourself with the darkness. That becomes your reality. But, is that fair? Are you doing justice to the immense potential that you have inside you? Is that ok to penalize yourself lifelong for a mistake that no longer makes any sense?  Enough of the inertia. Get up, brush yourself and step into the light. It's time to shine. 

Do you sometimes feel as if you are a spectator of your own life? As if your life is being shown on the big screen and you are merely watching it pass each moment. Interestingly, there are no theatrics, no Dolby sound, no background music. It is just a raw canvas depicting the running event of your life.  You watch it in awe, at times you cringe at your own stupidity. You know you could have done better. As each passing moment becomes an immediate past, you often regret your various decisions and indecisions. And sometimes you watch it pass without any passion. You feel so non-attached that it robs you of all your emotions.  You just wait for the end credits to roll. Years ago when I had met my maternal grandmother, just before her death, I had felt a sense of boredom in her voice and saw her clear eyes that had not reflected any emotions, yet they were so deep. She had a strange sense of being free. A pious lady, she had dedicated her life to her spiritual quest. However, she never ga

Sometimes I feel as if we are running a race, a rat race, but of a different kind.  Besides aiming to achieve personal and professional goals, these days, people are racing to find their spiritual destinations as well. They may listen to something, read something and all of a sudden they are a pile of something, which results into nothing! As if the mind becomes a recycle bin, storing all sorts of discarded items, but is never emptied. Instead, the garbage keeps piling up, day-after-day, year-after-year, endlessly, without purpose. No, I am not going to make anyone aware of their garbage. If they can't smell their own stink, I doubt I will ever be able to make them see the source. Not my job. Though, it becomes their job to "educate" me about their accumulated garbage. They tell me how "spiritual" they are, how fantastic their "journey" had been and how I also, like them, can "achieve" spirituality.  Mostly, I don't say anything. However,

As you become aware of yourself, you gain insight of how to handle your emotions or rather your reactions to various situations.  Just the other day, I got into a situation wherein I was about to react angrily. However, as I was about to react, I stopped at my track, analysed that there won't be any positive outcome of my reaction. That moment, the anger vanished. I didn't react at all. I let that moment pass, and surely I retained my peace of mind.  It's as simple as that really. Ninety percent of the time we are reacting to others, what they say and do. Our interactions with others usually are based on this action-reaction dynamics.  Only, and if only, we look beyond this dynamic, we will have some meaningful conversations or even frivolous ones. Who cares? As long as you can be yourself and have an open conversation with the other person without any judgment or reaction, nothing else really matters.  Go talk. Open your heart. Just keep a check on your reactions.